CRIMSONxSOLDIER

Yup, you read the title.
I think my mom is on to me, smokin the magical herb.
But it's not really my fault. My brother knows I smoke and he insists on fucking torturing me because he brings up the subject all the time. Needless to say it pisses me the fuck off. And so the other night they were cleaning out some room downstairs and had to bring some file cabinets to my room for storage. My brother turns and looks at me and goes, hey andy, why is your window open? And my mom is like yeah why is your window open, that's why it's so hot in here.
I simply said because I just wanted it open and that i forgot the AC was on (and i was scared shitless inside because i was HIGH at the time!) And my brother was like "hmm mmaybe you're trying to hide something?" and my mom is like what? Yeah what are you hiding? what are you doing up here? you better not be smoking again (yes, again, i got caught once back in december) because if you are you're going to be in big trouble. I insisted that i wasn't doing anything wrong. But of course she doesnt believe me and shes like well i think your smoking but you better not be. And she stood in my room for like 10 minutes while i played COD4.

Jeez. Idk why my mom thinks its so bad, when she caught me the first time i told her that it's obviously not effecting me in a bad way because my grades were perfectly fine. And my brother always tells me to "stay away from that shit" and he even said "whoever tells you that weed doesnt make you dumb is wrong" im like shut up it doesnt make you dumb, there are just dumb people that smoke MJ.


Anway...
The moral of the story is:
Bring back the troops!


-Crim

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